I'm a goddess on a mic
Not a menace
Neighborhood witch casting spells when compelled
These lyrics are amethyst but I ain't got nothing to sell
Healthy as kale
You look a little pale
Don't forget to breathe in and out
In and out
Scream and shout against this racist machine
Never mean just honest and true
Lady Valore she do as she please
Sesame street hoodie wrapped up within the beat
Walking casually down the street
They peek at me twice
They think I look nice
Lil hippie punk leaving traces of colors in the atmosphere
Season and sprinkling a little bit of positivity into the hemisphere
Come on over my dear let's smear ourselves across the galaxy
Can you feel me reaching out to you through these vibrations?
Can you see my chaos seeping from my tongue?
Do you get the sensation to dance and breathe
In and out
In and out
Scream and shout against this racist machine
Let's dance
Let's dance
Let's dance
Yeah we don't stand a chance
So dance puppets yeah dance
We never stood a chance
They're always looking past

SB The Moor:
Looking past
Looking like I might fight last
Looking like right in this graceful mass
Looking like you should've asked
Looking like life took your ass to task
Blast those who rash
Feel the pressure
Last night upon the earth
Time nibbling upon your girth
And your mind time make it quick work
Tell me what's a shift worth?
What's a quick flick of the soul
When being whole takes a whole lot of work
Shirt holes but I'm feeling holy
God never say my name
I keep the green like it's guacamole
When the chips down looking like a sick clown
I keep a sick crown eating pasta with kiwi slowly
Head screwed up mess my attitudes up
Gotta listen to the new envision don't be rude brah
Never have to ask twice cause I keep a warm soul away from all the ice

cunabear:
Cold as ice on the mic
Yet electrified I arrive
Risen from the quagmire that attempts to hold me back from the reality I seek upon the shore
Time is a bore
So I escape through this wormhole to the wormhole
Residing high upon an immaculate stage
With a proud war to expel the rage
Your presence provided in the present day may make way for grace
Might ask you to vacate if no positivity is in place
I lay bricks like a modern man when a carpenters view
Sitting on a roof smoking blunts past noon
Polish the tools to improve the mood
Ten steps to the left of whatever got's your crew fuming
Only out of breath if I'm rhyming or shrooming
Caught fools in a lie and ruin their movement
Beartooth super crew got you jivin and groovin

Just dance
We never stood a chance
Dance puppet dance
We never stood a chance
Always finish last
Dance baby just dance

Rainbow raps that's a w(rap)